Cast in Celtic carvings,
tied to the royal domain.
An ounce of your desire,
brings much in pleasured pain.
I'll beckon you from the watchtower,
in the mist, shrouding our lust.
Upon the king's alter,
I beg to feel your thrust.
In orgasmic bliss, we'll both go down,
sealing the fate of his unholy crown.
Author notes
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And yes, I stole the title from Metallica
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In a list
A contest entry
- Come To Me 18+ Adult by Riftkin.
300 points, ended September 2, 2007, 5 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Excellent!!! Congrats on the silver....
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Well not caring where the title came from I love this little piece.
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Thank you hun, and thanks for honoring me with a silver trophy.
I got lots of catching up to do now!
Storm
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